Well, does he have a Delorean? Does he have enough Plutonium? Is the Flux Capacitor functioning correctly? If so, it might be ok...it might just work out. If not, he'll have to wait for a lightening storm and the lightening will have to hit the clock tower.

All I can say is third column, second row... again. ::head:laptop:: Poor, poor Mary. Tell me, is there a particular phrase she'd like on a graphic? I'd be glad to design one for her. I'll be putting up some new ones in that section some time in the next week or two when I change prices from sale back anyway.

[I hope that made sense. For some reason my Imitrex self-injector grew legs and ran away. grrrrrr Either that or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde thought it was a toy and stole it. No, really!!]

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